The daily chronicle of my family as we embark on our quest to relocate from New York to Cairo... the impending journey to get there and the daily lives of myself, my husband and our four children... and other random thoughts while living in Cairo!

Looking to make contact with other Muslimahs who are like myself with small children living or will be living in a foreign country.

I invite you to share the experience with us as we try to make this happen!

Friday, November 14, 2008

Superwomen!



It's been a short while since I've had the chance to sit down to breathe... and even contemplate about sharing something with everyone... busy food shopping, shopping for winter clothes, doctor appointments, gatherings with family, gatherings with my Muslimahs, paying household bills, selling stuff, buying stuff, rearranging part of my old life to start life anew in a new land, Inshallah.

I always try to schedule my days with errands grouped together to make things more efficient since it's always me and my three little ones in the back seat. One day, I had to stop for my usual frequent visit to the salon/barber shop where I get my daughter's hair braided every 2 weeks as it's very long and curly/wavy to boot, Mashallah, and this is the only way to keep neat and tidy. So in one section of this shop, the African sister who braids my daughter hair was talking to me about my big move and how things were coming along- so I started rattling off all the things I have done, in the process of doing and what's in the cooker to be handled next... and she started smiling and said, "You're busy!"... which I always am and sometimes I do feel like a single parent as my poor husband works such long hours- an average day for him is about 11-12... so this move is being orchestrated by me, alone. When I come to the shop to either braid my daughter's hair or cut my Big Papi's hair, all of them are with me and I'm ALWAYS on my cell phone trying to conduct business with someone in some part of the world! This day in question, I had spoken to a few of my Muslim sisters out there and we were all talking about what we did, had to do and such- and in this shop they have a huge flat screen where they show videos for their customers viewing pleasure and on came this song that I never heard before but I knew the voice and the lyrics is what caught my ears and made me look. To be honest, whenever I'm there, I always just "tune it out" since I don't listen to music any longer but this day, the song caught me and I felt it explained us women, especially us Muslimahs! We usually have more than a full plate with studying, keeping our home(s) organized, rearing our child(ren), maintaining ourselves, keeping the hubby happy (or at least trying to), working outside the home, paying the bills and the list goes on! Now, I don't advocate listening to music but I wanted to share this with you all- and for those NOT interested in hearing it, just look up the lyrics on the internet...

We are strong, diligent, beautiful, smart, resilient, merciful, loving, forgiving, understanding, thoughtful, mindful, objective and whatever else you can think of that I forgot to mention here. Superwomen... Yes, we are!


(It's bedtime so there's no time to figure out how to embed the video so do the obvious below which will navigate you away from the page):


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xK8t0gP4isE

2 comments:

hijabee said...

Great Post! May Allah bless women! We have so much to do and at the same time we remain so strong! I'm always proud to see sisters work, raise a family and be a wife and not even complain! Muslimahs are strong beautiful women and their reward inshallah is with Allah!

Empress Anisa said...

Hijabee... salaam, my sister!
Yes, I try to remember not to complain even on those days when nothing seems to go right, and ALL the kids are crying, the hubby is cranky and none of the bills make sense! I stand back, catch myself and always literally say, "You know your strong and can do just about anything... deal and handle it!"... this is my own pep talk- and it always work.
I too, am proud of us sisters how we manage to handle it ALL and make it look soooo easy, Mashallah!